fourth trial

[stagemanagers]

[When the investigation finishes, the lights begin to flicker on and off as that low, gentle rumble echoes through the opera house. Again for those investigating the grounds the outdoor lights illuminating the still night flicker to get their attention.

Your intermission is ending. Please return to your trial room.

The court room looks just as it did before: the grand chandelier glittering above your heads, the dusty red velvet seats. In the orchestra pit your circle of wooden podiums are waiting. Angus, Riley and Shilo's podiums are draped in black crepe with their greyscale funerary portraits, just like your friends before them. The ghost light glows softly behind the podiums.

The curtain is closed, waiting to open when a decision has been reached and the execution can commence.

When everyone is in their places, the Phantom's voice echoes loud and clear through the theatre from his place in box 5. He still sounds distracted, just as he was for his other public appearance this week, like there are other things weighing on his mind.]

You must now determine who was responsible for the death of Shilo Wallace. Submit your vote on the podiums when you are certain of your choice.

[Gather your evidence and let's begin.]

Comments

[heathencall]

And children aren't supposed to be pitted against one another, there aren't supposed to be Squids in brains, and Phantoms are supposed to die when stabbed.

Everything is wrong here. But I am glad for this one broken thing. [Just gonna squeeze her so careful.]

[madgiganticfeelings]

[There's nothing else she can do besides cling to him, sobbing and begging for him, for Mephisto at least, to stay.]

[heathencall]

I won't go anywhere, Christine. I promise you that. I promise.

[This sucks!]

[madgiganticfeelings]

[She releases her death grip on him just enough to bring one hand between them... and stick out her pinky.]

[heathencall]

[Pinky swear!]

I will protect you.